Sometimes mundane is all you get...

We haven't been spending a lot of time posting here at the crazy for a while, sometimes life gets in the way. It comes down to "What is more important, posting on the blog or doing the laundry?" and a much as we would like to say it's posting on the blog the truth is the laundry needs doing. As do the cat boxes, the lizard cage needs cleaning, the lizard (Saura for those of you who have read the blog all the way through.) needs feeding, and of course we need to put Connal on the bus, and get Connal off the bus. We need to do dishes, sweep floors, grocery shop, make dinner, (Usually Lisa does this, sometimes she lets me help.) Then of course there is the family time, where we share our daily lives and experiences, try to engage Connal in something other than T.V. and video games. Some days we spend more time worrying than doing. Worrying about money, worrying about Connal's cough. (Took him to the Doc yesterday, mild bronchitis, it seems his room is too dry, got to fill the humidifier more until summer comes.) Worrying about Lisa's health, rheumatoid arthritis is a bitch. Worrying about my weight. There is a peanut butter Akka (A minor goddess or female spirit from Finland.) who tempts me every day. (The siren call of the peanut butter sandwich calls to me in the night, and I must resist, but when she teams with the Hunger Gnome I admit my will is weak.) The point of all this is that sometimes when we sit down to write on the blog, life gets in the way, which is as it should be. So if you sit down to read this and find it filled with details of duties and diatribes of dust. Bear with us, such is life, and we wouldn't have it any other way. Ciao for now.